The violins sobbed
The bandoneons shivered,
And in the night got lost
The chords of gotan (tango).
A cop that makes the rounds
Trying not to fall asleep
And a beau who is hiding
Sweet talking in a hallway.

Suddenly it’s heard
the sound of an orchestra,
they’re having a party
the people next door.
The kid is back
who one day run away
when she was
barely fifteen!
Today she has a baby…
and they’ve baptized him!
That’s why they dance
the people next door.

The lights already went out,
The neighborhood stretches,
The night with its sadness
has gone.
The workers head for their jobs
like every morning,
while babbling non sense
a drunkard is passing by.

Suddenly it’s heard
the sound of an orchestra,
they’re having a party
the people next door.
The kid is back
who one day run away
when she was
barely fifteen!
Today she has a baby…
and they’ve baptized him!
That’s why they dance
the people next door.